Summer Holiday

Rules of BDSM Manor - safety, respect, and consent.

Note to reader: You will get more from these characters if you read the stories in order, but it's not compulsory.

Tess-O'Meter -- Green/Amber.

-X

I walked into the flat, after a shitter of a day, and dumped Chinese in the kitchen before following the sound of laughter.

If Alex was unhappy about the calorie overload he would have to lump it, I was too tired to cook.

I tapped on Alex's door and snuck my head round, not wanting to interrupt if he was working.

He glanced up and grinned, beckoning me forward, and speaking to the screen in fast Greek.

Greek! I was too knackered for Greek.

"Leslie, blahblahbooyadayadayada." I pinched between my eyes and raised a hand at the screen.

"Hey, Mama. Sorry long day."

Alex stood and guided me into his chair, pulling a stool over for himself and peering at me, concerned.

"Do you have a headache?" he rubbed my arm.

"Yes, sorry. Mama how are you?" I managed to smile at the screen, where my good friend, Mama was also looking at me with her face creased with worry.

"I stay with the English, if the Greek, it make you cry. Enas archarios," she added to Alex.

"Nai," he answered.

Whatever!

"We are well," Mama told me. "Busy, and of course it is beautiful. When will you bring Alex back for us to play with?"

I laughed a little and gazed at the image on the screen. Mama looked well, and I could see part of the gleaming deck and sparkling blue waters behind her.

"Oh, Mama. I wish. I would love to see you all. But apart from anything else, you are booked solid."

The Kostantina was one of my ventures that had been a little too successful. Meaning I rarely got to partake in my beautiful mahogany yacht.

"Wait," Mama said sternly and disappeared. Leaving us gazing at the wider view of the deck, half the galley and a gorgeous cove. Sun reflecting off turquoise water.

"Hmmmm," Alex sighed a little and reached up to massage the back of my neck. I tensed at a sudden flash of pain, but then relaxed. Neither of us took our eyes from the screen. Jumping slightly when Mama came back.

"Six weeks," she said. "In six weeks we come off a kinky cruise (that was her name for the BDSM themed charters they ran), and have the children from the foundation on board five days later."

She fixed me with her dark eyes. "You come on Monday and leave Thursday," Alex and I both pulled our phones out as she gave us the dates. "We have the four days for light repairs and re-stock. My boys will be tired after the kinky use, but they can still work and take part as long as we have another sub we can use." She winked when Alex glanced up from his phone with a grin.

"I could make that work," he said, giving me the hopeful side eye.

"So could I," I muttered as I scrolled through my diary. "Really, Mama? You don't want the rest?"

She huffed that away with a flick of her hand. "We have two days a few weeks later. And dry dock at the end of the season. What do we do with rest?"

That was true, my beautiful girl would be out of the water for two months soon. People think she's just a boat, but I knew in my heart she was dreading it.

"Of course," Mama had narrowed her eyes at Alex now. "We have had some problems on some of the islands."

"Really?" I hadn't heard of anything.

"Yes with rich tourists. It would be terrible if Alex was to be kidnapped and taken for ransom. What a horrible ordeal it would be to be taken away. Bound, blindfolded, used, and tortured for days by those filthy sea-rats. Until you paid the ransom."

"If I paid the ransom?" I suggested with some doubt and a grin.

"Maybe you should not come," Mama was grinning as well.

We both studied Alex who was flushed, his head lowered, and although Mama couldn't see, she knew, was hard as a rock.

I looked back at the screen. "I'll be in touch, and look forward to my Mama-hug. Give everyone my best."

She blew kisses and said her goodbyes. I shut the screen off for Alex as he let out a long breath then turned to look at me still grinning at him.

"Don't worry," I told him insincerely, "I won't let the bad guys get you."

He laughed and brushed my hair back. "Do you want me to cook? I can see the pain in your eyes."

"I brought Chinese. Maybe you can heat it up while I take a quick shower."

Alex kissed me. "Deal."

-X

Six weeks later we sipped cocktails by our villa pool and felt totally spoiled.

We had arrived on Sunday morning and travelled to this luxury retreat. The grounds were private and had their own dock. Which, in the circumstances was important.

The owner was a regular sailor on the Kostantina. He chartered her several times a year, and also funded at least two foundation cruises per year, which I very much appreciated.

The Kostantina could give up to ten children, with quite severe mobility issues, and other disabilities, a wonderful trip. Approximately 40% of her trips were foundation trips with children, families and carers from all over the world.

Around another 40% were Mama's kinky cruises, and the rest was more general. Plus, I would slip in family and friends when I could. The crew also had time allocated to bring family and friends on board.

Alex and I had honeymooned on her. I think the experience had rather taken him by surprise at first. He knows me better now.

Our host had invited us to dinner last night and it had been a lovely evening. He, like me, was a dominant. Actually, he knew John better. It was John who had introduced Elias to the Kostantina and me, when he was a guest at the manor.

That was before I met Alex. They hadn't actually met before, but Elias was well aware of who and what Alex was. And our plan.

He had told us of walks and villages we should visit. Where the best tavernas were. How good the spa was. And we responded as if we really did expect to be here for a week.

We lazed around Monday, and as I sat drying from a dip and sipped my drink, I smiled to myself. Even as we sat here, our bags were being delivered to the Kostantina docked below.

About an hour before sunset I stood and stretched. "I'm going to go and shower. You coming up?"

Alex looked over at the horizon. "Maybe in a bit. I think I'll take a walk."

"Okay, but remember what Mama told us. Don't go off the resort without me."

"Of course not." Alex (always better than me at staying in character) kissed me and wandered down towards the steps that led to the beach and the docks. His hands in the pockets of his baggy shorts.

I walked quickly to where Elias waited with a jeep. He was laughing as he pulled away.

"You like these games, yes?"

"Games are fun," I grinned. "Do we have time?"

"Yes, the path will take him to the beach first. He will not see."

"No one is going to freak and call the police?"

"No, no. Only my experienced staff are here tonight. They will pay no attention."

I laughed, enjoying the rush of breeze as he zipped me to the dock.

All Alex knew, is he should walk to the beach, and then to the end of the dock. He wouldn't see the Kostantina, she was well hidden, and the speed at which she put out to sea should surprise him. He would naturally expect to have to wait for me to catch up.

Mama was sneaky, and she knew that just a hint of uncertainty would make the experience richer for him.

Elias stopped the jeep and I thanked him before running down the dock and swinging Mama up in my arms.

"Mama, I missed you."

"Ah, let me look at you." She inspected me closely. "You have been working too hard. Alex is on his way?"

"Yes, Elias said maybe fifteen minutes."

"Then we get out of sight."

We climbed onto the sleek white yacht that belonged to a friend of Elias', and behind which the smaller Kostantina was nestled.

Captain waved a hello at me, he already had the engines running.

There was a sturdy walkway between the two vessels.

A hand touched my back and I turned to see Mario, "Mr Morgan, nice to see you."

"Hi, Mario. Everything in place?"

"Yes, we are all very excited to see Alex again. He takes pain so well."

I grinned. Mama's crew were vers. In the sense that although they were subserviate to her, they could play and genuinely enjoy, either the sub or dom role.

That's actually more common that you might think.

Captain was a different issue. He just liked to watch. But could be relied on to wield a flogger or whip in a pinch.

I was about to ask another question when Mario held a finger to his lips. "Alex is there. He looks confused."

We peered through the obstacles that had been placed, just so, on board. Alex did look confused. He expected to see the Kostantina even if he was meant to pretend not to recognize her. There would be some doubt, a question as to whether something had gone wrong.

After hesitating and looking behind him, and back along the beach where he had just walked, probably for me. Alex started down towards the end of the dock as instructed.

Mario pressed a hand on my arm when there was a sharp cry.

"Help! Help. Den boron a kolympiso. Help."

Alex raced towards the sound, calling in Greek. Leaning over and looking shocked. Reaching a hand into the water.

Mario held his phone up and showed me a picture of an elderly lady. "She knows Elias. She used to win medals. The crew of this boat will go get her."

"Medals for swimming?" I asked and cracked up when Mario winked.

Down below we could only see splashing water and Alex reaching down. He was taken by surprise when a hood was yanked over his head and he was pulled backwards.

The struggle was instinctive, but he was disoriented and had forgotten about the game in his panic over the old woman. Honestly, it was genius.

Ly had deployed the hood, and Kostas had immediately pulled a knot over his ankles. They both muscled him over and his arms behind his back, not trusting his self-defence skills, which I had warned may kick in as a reflex.

It was the perfect take down.

We were on our feet and I could see the elderly lady, who must have been in her eighties, swimming easily to the ladder where another crew member had popped out from somewhere to assist her.

She looked fitter than me, quite frankly. What the yacht's crew thought of all this I had no idea, but they seemed to be taking it in good humour.

Mama hustled me over the walkway, I stepped foot on my beloved Kostantina, her deck vibrating under my feet.

Mario had run down to help with Alex, who was now over Kostas' shoulder and nearly to the boat.

He wasn't struggling and he wasn't shouting. Still, we braced as Kostas came over the walkway, undoubtably the riskiest part, ready to assist if needed. Not needed, as the butch Greek ex-Navy diver, jumped over easily and dumped Alex on the deck.

Ly and Mario jumped over too and we were pulling away, even as Elias's crew grabbed the walkway.

Laughing and waving our thanks, as Alex rolled to his front and wriggled to try and get to his knees.

Kostas grabbed him and helped him to kneel. "Stay still," he instructed in Greek.

I saw a little tension leave Alex's shoulders, but not all. We had left too quickly. He knew Kostas' voice, so knew he was on the Kostantina, but where was I?

I grinned and went to greet Captain. This was already fun.

-X

After hanging out with Captain and having our initial chinwag over laced coffee while Mama cooked. Then enjoying dinner, all of us. (Well, Ly and Mario had to take turns as someone needed to watch Alex, who had been taken below), I helped to store some of the goods that they had taken on board that afternoon.

It was gone midnight when everything was squared away and the sea was dark all around us.

Captain anchored just outside of one of his favourite coves. "The boat will rock all night," he told me. "Alex will think we are still moving. He will think we did not stop for you."

I laughed. "Deep down he will know I wouldn't abandon him. He knows the boy's voices."

"It's the hint of doubt," Kostas admitted, having been a pawn in many of Mama's games. "Even when you KNOW, she makes you doubt yourself."

Mama just sat, sipping wine and looking smug.

"Mama's plan was for me and Mario to go down tonight and make use of him. Rough him up a little. We'll give him some water and broth when we are done. Ly will get some sleep now and then take the rest of the night to watch him. Is that okay with you?"

"Can I not watch?" I pouted.

"Let the boys start him off," Mama said. She knew well how much Alex enjoyed a good gangbang. "He'll know when you go down there. For now, he is not quite sure."

I frowned. "But he's blindfolded?"

"You share the same heart. He'll know."

I pressed my lips together, embarrassingly moved by her sincerity.

Kostas smirked at me, but not unkindly. "We will film some for you."

"Thanks. Don't forget the head rules though."

Kostas waved a hand and stood shouting for Mario. "Don't worry. We will slap him around a little, but not his face. Just enough to get his heart rate up." He grinned and followed an enthusiastic Mario down below.

Down below to fuck my helpless husband.

Damn. I wanted that footage now.

I moved to Mama and rested my head on her shoulder. She kissed my hair, bringing a lump to my throat. Putting aside for a moment the kinky parts of our relationship, I never missed my mum more than when I was with Mama. Which she knew.

"I love him so much," I said quietly.

She kissed me again. "I know."

The sound of feet and Ly appeared, looking a bit uncomfortable. He spoke to Mama in sleepy Greek and she handed him a small key.

"Are you in chastity, Ly?"

He gave me a sad look. "Yes, for a week. Mama wanted me frustrated for Alex."

Mama chuckled.

"But you just did a kinky cruise?" I knew these varied, of course. One person's kinky is another person's normal.

"He did it all in chastity," Mama said proudly, rising to her feet and motioning for Ly to turn around. She pulled his shirt up, exposing his marked back to me. Ly had taken a good whipping in the last couple of days.

I stood and ran my hands over his back, watching him shiver. "You are well?"

"Yes, of course."

"You enjoyed it?" Mama was pretty autonomous, but I expected her to abide by my safety rules.

Ly turned, his dark excited eyes on mine. "I wasn't even bound. I had to stand and take it. Beg for it. It was wonderful."

He turned back around and winced a little. "May I be excused?"

"Yes, go get some sleep. Any concerns come find me."

"Yes, Mama. It's okay, but tomorrow?"

"Yes it comes off tomorrow. Leslie can watch you take Alex."

Ly glanced at us both, a grin flashing across his face, then hurried below deck.

"The key releases the tube so he can pee and clean himself. He cannot get out of the chastity itself. He will find me if unsure, but he has coped very well."

"He's gonna go at Alex like a bull in a field of pretty cows," I suggested and Mama belly laughed.

"That was my plan. And later tonight he has to watch him sleep. He will be beyond frustrated!"

I lifted her hand and kissed it. "Mama you are a goddess and a vixen. I'm proud to know you."

-X

I was on deck the following morning, bright and early. After breakfast, Captain put me and Mario to work searching and marking repairs needed on the sails. They were dark red, so the morning light was best.

Mario was the youngest of Mama's boys. Around twenty-seven now, I thought. He had filled out since I last saw him and talked at length about his experiences and how much he loved the life.

He had also recently qualified as a councillor and had new important responsibilities during the foundation cruises.

I had never seen the crew with the kids, and thought, as I had before, that I would make the effort. Even if I had to fly out for a couple of days without Alex. I was, after all, their boss and should show an interest. It took up almost half their time.

Mario was equally enthused about the BDSM cruises where he was most often in a twink role. He may have filled out some, but was still slender and looked younger than he was.

He enjoyed hard use and beatings.

Ly, I knew, was really into humiliation and would be flogged until he bled. Well, he wouldn't, as our safeguards prevented that, but Ly had been actually been rescued from a pimp.

He had owed the wrong people money after his mum got sick (she was well now), and they gave him the choice of pay the money back on his back, or they would take his younger sister and she could do it.

Thankfully, the police had raided and all the bad guys were in jail. One of the senior officers, who knew Mama well, had recognized a need in the footage they had of Ly and asked her to step in.

It was about the time we were launching the boat and Ly had been keen to become crew. We had relocated his family to the island where his mum had been born, well away from anyone who might think about taking revenge.

Kostas was different again. The oldest, he had retired from the Navy on medical grounds following a diving accident. He could still dive, but not perform duties akin to a US Navy Seal.

He was as tall as Alex, six-four, and bulkier than me. We didn't need security on the Kostantina, Kostas was enough of a deterrent just by being there!

A handsome, strapping man in his mid-thirties and in his prime. He often took the lead when the boys had to be dominants, although he was in fact more submissive than any of them. He enjoyed the role play, and was loving this little game, appearing with strong coffee for us all and his phone.

"Leslie, you want to see us fucking your husband?"

My dick immediately sprang to life and I hurried over to a shady spot so I could see the screen.

Ly appeared as well (Mama was watching Alex), and we gathered around the small screen, where Alex, now blindfolded with his hands still roped behind him, was shoved around, body-slapped, roughly prepped and then fucked into oblivion by Kostas and Mario.

They spoke Greek the whole time, and my talent was basic, but it all seemed to be threats about what they would do to him, and open doubt that his husband would pay the ransom.

I got lost in part of it. "Sorry, how much was that? I couldn't catch the figure."

"The ransom is two point five billion US dollars," Kostas informed me.

I nearly choked on my coffee. "Just how rich do you think I am?" We all cracked up.

"Or maybe you can buy dinner on Wednesday," Ly suggested.

"Done," I agreed. I knew that Mama would have released Alex for Wednesday, he would have lost all track of time by then anyway. We weren't actually going to keep him captive for four days.

He would stink. Plus it was a challenge to keep someone in bondage for that long, due to lack of free movement. Things like cramps made games no longer fun.

"And beer?" Mario added hopefully.

"For sure," I agreed.

-X

Ly disappeared around ten to get his cage keys and I waited for him with Kostas. Watching the footage again.

"He was listening," Kostas told me.

"What?"

"When we finished with him and re-tied him in a new position for the night. He was listening. For you I think. He was confused when we left. But then, he didn't know Ly was there to watch him."

"Ly said he slept though."

"Yes, of course. We exhausted him!"

I sniggered.

Ly came back with a happy grin and possibly the largest erection I have ever seen. "Please, Mr Morgan. Can we go?"

"I think we had better. Before you take someone's eye out."

Grinning and trying to stifle giggles, we hurried down below to one of the front staterooms. Pushing open the door and easing in silently to where Mama must have just finished edging Alex.

He was spread-eagled now on the bed. Which in just over twelve hours must be his fourth bondage position.

Mama had nasty toothy little clamps crushing his nipples which were dark red and being strained towards the ceiling. The ties had some give, like a stiff elastic, but even so. Ouch!